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Kwaaa!!!

The sudden roar caught the knights’ attention for a moment, but there was no reason for the Orcs to wait for such a gap.

The knights hurried to deal with the orc in front of them again, but the scene they had just seen was not forgotten in their minds.

Kwaaa!!!

A loud noise rang out again, and the Orc was pushed back for the same reason as before.

He was an orc who ran out of the forest confidently, but now, unlike before, he looked intimidated by his strength.

Red lines appeared on the orc’s body, which was full of scars, dividing the skin, and blood flowed from them.

Usually, the way to deal with orcs is to use their recovery.

An orc that uses the same amount of power to recover from minor or major wounds.

Therefore, the most standard method is to inflict small wounds little by little and wait for the orc’s strength to wear off.

They are ignoring that standard and pushing ahead without giving us time to recover.

Gwuuu!!!

An orc howling in pain.

He may have been the leader of the Orcs this time, but the behavior of the other Orcs also became a little strange.

The knights, who had some free time due to the Orcs only focusing on defense rather than attack, looked at the place where the roar was coming from.

Purging one eye during a fight is an act no different from suicide.

But what if the other person is also doing the same thing?

Even though the war was not over yet, they lowered their swords as if they had made a promise and all looked in the same direction.

Agnes, the red-haired girl.

She circled the air once and struck down from above.

The orc, who raised his sword above his head so that it was level with the ground, barely managed to block Agnes’ attack.

The impact caused snow on the floor to bounce around.

Although it was an orc that withstood Agnes’ attack, it could not prevent it from becoming defenseless.

And Beatyrus, a silver-haired girl who digs into the gap created by Agnes.

Even the knights who had been stomping through the war for years were once again scattering the blood of the Orcs at a speed that was hard to see.

So much blood was shed that blood pooled in the snow.

The orc’s body now had dozens of wounds that could not be considered scratches.

However, their lives were too tough to hope that the orcs would die because of that.

Ugh!!

An orc who chose to attack rather than recover because the opponent did not give him a chance to recover from his wounds.

However, when the sword of Berador, the only golden-haired boy among the four fighting the orcs, turned blue.

The knights who were looking at it flinched without even realizing it.

They had endured years of fighting and decades of living in the northern part of the country where severe winter cold was a daily occurrence.

Compared to the cold air emanating from Berador’s sword, it was only three shots of blood.

“.. No!!”

The knight commander, who was looking at this, shouted loudly without realizing it.

The biggest mistake people make when dealing with orcs for the first time.

Using mana.

Among the demons, Orcs are the only ones who cannot use demonic energy, and yet they are the most reluctant to deal with them.

Absorbs mana.

And that’s also why there are no wizards on the battlefield.

The orc’s hide absorbs mana and uses it to heal its body.

It might be that the person who used the magic was an archmage, or a high-level magic used by a dragon or elf.

The magic the boy used just now is intermediate level.

It’s surprising that someone at that age has that level of skill, but still, intermediate level is intermediate level.

They saw the orcs for the first time today, and the only mistake they made today.

Thinking like that, the knight commander stretched out his hand toward Berador, but the distance was too far.

The orc laughed at Berador, relaxed his strength and accepted his sword.

Phew!

Unlike before, Berador’s attack penetrates deeply into the Orc’s stomach.

The orc laughed even louder when he felt Berador’s mana digging into the orc’s body.

Gwuuu!!

He grabbed Berador’s arm holding the sword and swung the sword.

The knight commander narrowed his eyes as the orc’s sword flew towards Berador’s head with a loud banging sound.

And after a while.

Bye!!

The orc’s arm fell to the floor.

“Haa..”

White breath came out of Berador’s mouth, and at the same time, the frost on his head fell down.

His golden right eye turned blue and ice crystals began to form around him.

Those who had seen him for a long time gave expressions of assent.

The knight and count in the abdomen just stared blankly.

Berador, unaware of their gaze, smiled to himself.

I heard information about orcs a long time ago during my father’s class.

Therefore, we already know the relative method.

‘Mana does not work through leather. Mana does not work only when it ‘touches’ the leather.’

That is, if it is the inside that is not in the leather.

Unfortunately, only intermediate level magic is still available, so getting rid of even an orc arm is almost a miracle.

For now, Berador was satisfied with that.

It’s a bit awkward to say this now.

Ugh…

Because the main character now is not Berador himself.

Solar, a black-haired girl and the only member of the Northern Count’s family, approaches the orc who lost an arm.

Her sword gave off a pure white light, illuminating the surroundings.

The power felt from the sword was too pure to be normal mana, so it was difficult for those who had not seen it before to identify what it was.

And when Berador saw that, he knew why his mother said that.

‘Sacred power’ is the power that is most opposed to demonic energy and is called a gift from God along with mana.

The family whose sacred power was said to be possessed by very few people since ancient times was none other than the northern count family.

Sooo

Solar raised the sword high in the sky and swung it neither slowly nor quickly.

It was fast enough to avoid even a large orc if it wanted to, but it didn’t dodge the orc.

The orc, who wanted to run away rather than die, grabbed the sword with his left hand, which was stopping the bleeding from his right shoulder, to receive the attack.

Cheeek!!!!

However, the sword that I thought I had caught came down at the same speed and cut the orc in half.

The orc, who had an expression of disbelief even as his body was being cut down, stopped breathing, unable to accept his own death until the end.

The gigantic body, which had lost its will, collapsed on the spot and began to burn from its two halves.

The orc that came down from the forest only at the devil’s command disappeared without even leaving a body behind.

And those memories flowed directly into Solar.

Experiencing this for the first time, Solar grabbed her head and tried to fall backwards, but the Count came after her.

“Thank you for your hard work.”

She came to her senses while receiving a gentle caress that she had not received since she was a child.

The war begins now.

*

Ugh…

The Count, who had cut down the last standing Orc, shook off his sword and looked back.

The knights looked in worse shape than they had this morning, but not a single person died.

That’s why there was joy on his face, unlike any other day.

It was also the same for the Count.

“Thank you all for your hard work.”

“Wow!!!!”

Leaving behind the cheering knights, the Count approached the four who had entered the war for the first time today.

Four people, each and every one of whom performed more than just a knight.

Among them, the person he was especially proud of was none other than his own daughter.

The Count, who was approaching Solar to praise him, found them both feet were planted on the ground.

Berador, the youngest son of Archmage Xeorp’s children, and his daughter being held by him.

When his daughter, who had not even paid attention to the man, came back and talked about Berador, he was aware of it to some extent, but seeing it with his own eyes was a different story.

I didn’t intend to look at the count so negatively, but he was a pure lover and witnessed the harem scene.

I approached them, feeling as if my blood was rushing.

“…”

“Now, wait a minute, guys…”

It didn’t take long for Berador to spot the Count, who was looking at them in silence.

Even though Berador is sensitive to mana, he can’t pretend not to notice when a deadly force so powerful that it sends chills down his spine is fired at him.

“Uh.. um..”

“…”

“Why are you like this, Vera.”

The count keeps his mouth shut and spits out murder, and Berador doesn’t know what to do in front of him.

The other girls are just bewildered by the sight of Berador because his life is only aimed at Berador.

I’m usually so quick-witted, so why am I so slow this time?

Berador just scolded Bea who was poking his side.

“Thank you for your hard work. Well, you figured it out.”

“.. Thank you.”

With those words, the Count, who was passing by the four of them, let out a word that only Berador could hear.

“.. Let’s have a little ‘conversation’ on the castle wall before dinner.”

“.. Okay.”

Please hope that the conversation is not a body conversation.

All Veradoro could do was to pray.

Anyway, whatever happened after that.

The first battle in the north could not have been more successful.